I had a sense of Déjà vu as we sat down to talk. Remembering my Mum (Nana) doing the same thing to Uncle Justin and I. She said “do you want Mummy to be home all the time or do you want treats, holidays and days out?” We went for the latter. We always had … More A Letter To My Kids Now I’m Working Full Time
Number of times I’ve been called Mum: 22,550 Number of fights broken up: 3264 Dear Diary… Argument with the Teen today about him listening to music too loud through his headphones. Yeah, he can roll his eyes and tell me to stop nagging but let’s see how funny it is when he can’t hear a damn … More Dear Diary #4
Being a teen is hard. Raising a teen is also hard. Getting, keeping and getting on with friends can also be hard. After attending a kids party recently I realised how hard it is to make friends when you’re an adult and everyone already has their groups and aren’t willing to let an outsider in. … More They’re Not Your Friend
There I was Friday afternoon, just left work and popped into the vape shop for the other half (guaranteed to make you feel old & uncool those places – especially in a suit) out I scarpered and wandered round the corner when I was suddenly aware of a couple of teenage lads behind me making … More What’s My Arse Got To Do With It?
I’ve been nominated by Paul at Cheeky Dad Blog for a blogging challenge where I tell you lot 10 facts about myself. Going to be a challenge finding 10 interesting things believe me. I’m right boring. 1. I hate being late, it’s an obsession of mine. I’ve only been late for work once in 20 years and … More 10 Facts About Me
Having chatted to my son’s girlfriends Mum (stay with me) and her telling me how lovely my son is to her daughter as her first boyfriend made me think about the types of boyfriend I’ve had in the past. It didn’t all go well for me (although I am happy now) as I’m sure it … More Various Vacant Valentine’s
One of my favourite bloggers namely Alan at OMG It’s A Girl wrote this post about Domestic Violence and how people can sometimes not intervene in arguments if they walked past them in the street for fear of what might happen if they do. Today I’m writing something in a similar vein but this time it’s … More Turning A Blind Eye
Moving out. Not all it’s cracked up to be is it? Listening to my 18 year old chatter about how great it will be when he moves out makes me think back *cough* 20 years ago to the times when I thought i was young and free. Yeah…. The first place I shared with a … More Is Moving Out All It’s Cracked Up To Be?
Driving to work I ran over a squirrel, he was already dead mind you but I felt really bad for him. He would have no idea about of course but still I felt terribly guilty. How would I feel in his situation? Well dead, probably. Sometimes though I think I empathise and ‘put myself in … More Sympathy Empathy Wimpathy
My Mum and I went to a restaurant today. I use the term ‘went’ loosely because by ‘went’ i mean we attended said establishment however after we were shown to our table in a corner in the busiest, noisiest place I have ever set foot in and my Mum had to wait to sit down … More Shall we naff off then?